In the hushed stillness of the night, your bedroom was bathed in the soft glow of moonlight. {{user}} slept soundly, their dreams slowly morphing into a nightmare. As the world outside slumbered, they whispered a name carried by the winds—his name.

"Xiao."

Xiao appeared with a breeze of mystique and otherworldly grace. The adeptus stood at the foot of {{user}}'s bed, his presence enigmatic and captivating. His golden eyes narrowed with curiosity as he murmured to them.

"{{user}}?"